Brash waves strike me
From the inside out
Knowing there's nothing I can do
So close but so far
About to grasp your hand
But you slip through my fingertips
I wrap my brittle arms around you
But you dissolve at my touch
I call out your name
Of course you answer
I run to you
You run to me
The room flips
We're running away from each other
I try to turn around
You slowly turn around
You smirk
You leave
I sink to the ground and weep
I haven't seen you in months
On the third month the room flips again
You run into me
You knock me over
I fall to the ground with you in my embrace
You cry in my arms
We're together at last
We stay that way
We're both happy
I'm glad you're back
I missed you
Someone enters the room
They grab you by the arms
They force you out of my lock
You scream and kick
I try to pry you apart
A gun is pressed to my back
I'm forced on my knees
I watch you with tears in my eyes
You fall limp
With a bullet in your head
The gun is thrown at me
You resurrect before my eyes
I smile as the tears flow
You take the person's hand and walk away
You smile as the person squeezes your hand
I can't see you anymore
I look at the gun
The room flips again
But you don't come back
The room flips again
And again
I can hear your laughing
I wish it was with me
I look at the gun
The room flips again
Silouetts flash before my eyes
I see you
And the person
You're laughing
They're laughing
You're crying
You're being held by them
I look at the gun
You're talking with them
The room flips again
All is quiet
I see you
You're running
I stay in my spot
You're grinning
I give a watery smile
Your neck is bound by a leash
The person's holding it
You get jerked back
The person holds a knife to you
You're forced to leave me
So close...
The room flips
You're gone
I look at the gun
I look at the floor
I see shoes
I look up
It's you
You glance at the gun
You glance at me, disappointedly
I shy away
You dig in your pocket
You had the knife on you the whole time?
You cut my hand
I don't cry
I watch you lick the red blood off the blade
You smile wickedly
I look at the gun
I pull the trigger
My life goes away faster
Than a blown out candle
You walk away
You turn and look at my corpse
"Glad you came to your senses."
